Boredom Welcome

the days stretch
weeks pass in exhausted blurs
colors frenetic
splashing and soiled
sailing beyond
limits exposed
one more thing
becomes four
luxurious nothing
hours while themselves away
delightfully empty

This is the first (well…second technically, but it is the first in the “official” project) in a project I have started where people give me a title and I write a poem for it.

This one is for Mari. We have never met in person, but she is full of awesome and I am glad she decided to participate in my collaboration!


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